CB&W: Open Topic

It’s been awhile since we’ve taken to the open road,
since light protruding through shadowy clouds
has charmed and lured us onwards, hearts set
on adventure, minds as open as the landscape.

Just beyond the state line of Arizona, driving into California
we were greeted by this posse of burros, shamelessly begging
despite the signs posted cautioning tourists not to feed them.

From Fisherman’s Wharf, Pier 39, we watched as this lone seagull drifted in,
looking worse for wear. Despite his ruffled appearance, he seemed quite
content to float where the currents lead him – a sentiment we shared.

On Vancouver Island, the crows ruled – raucous guardians of the shores, and willing
models for photo shoots.

There are endless places to visit, and so much to see, and these mini-journeys down
memory lane make me wistful once again, to take flight.

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